Thunder On the Mountain

Thunder on the mountain

And there's fires on the moon

A ruckus in the alley

And the sun'll be here soon

Today's the day

Gonna grab my trombone and blow

Well, there's hot stuff here

And it's everywhere I go

I was thinkin' 'bout Alicia Keys

Couldn't keep from crying

When she was born in Hell's kitchen

I was livin' down the line

I'm wondering where in the world

Alicia Keys could be

I been looking for her

Even clear through Tennessee

Feeling like my soul is beginning to expand

Look into my heart and you will sort of understand

You brought me here, now you're trying to run me away

The writing on the wall

Come read it, come see what it say

Thunder on the mountain

Rolling like a drum

Gonna sleep over there

That's where the music coming from

I don't need any guide

I already know the way

Remember this

I'm your servant both night and day

The pistols are poppin'

And the power is down

I'd like to try somethin'

But I'm so far from town

The sun keeps shinin'

And the North Wind keeps picking up speed

Don't forget about myself for a while

Go out and see what others need

I've been sitting down, studying the art of love

I think it'll fit me like a glove

I want some real good woman to do just what I say

Everybody got to wonder what's the matter with this cruel world today

Thunder on the mountain

Rolling to the ground

Gonna get up in the morning

Walk the hard road down

Some sweet day, I'll stand beside my king

I wouldn't betray your love or any other thing

Gonna raise me an army

Some tough sons of bitches

I'll recruit my army from the orphanages

I've been to St. Herman's Church

And I've said my religious vows

I've sucked the milk out of a thousand cows

I got the pork chops, she got the pie

She ain't no angel, and neither am I

Shame on your greed

Shame on your wickedly schemes

I'll say this, I don't give a damn about your dreams

Thunder on the mountain

Heavy as can be

Mean old twister bearing down on me

All the ladies in Washington are scrambling to get out of town

Look like something bad gonna happen

Better roll your airplane down

Everybody going and I wanna go too

Don't a-wanna take a chance with somebody new

I did all I could

I did it right there and then

I've already confessed

No need to confess again

Gonna make a lot of money

Gonna go up north

I'll plant and I'll harvest what the earth brings forth

The hammer's on the table

The pitchfork's on the shelf

For the love of God, you ought take pity on yourself